Life is so strange,
Nothing is such that can be arranged.
There is so much of pain,
No realation is such from which we can gain.
Fear of all kinds prevails everywhere,
Peace can be found nowhere.
No one is true by heart,
Happiness is forced to depart.
Is any one really alive ,
Or is this world full of deads??
When will these wars & disputes end??
Will there ever be happiness around??
Or there will be always fights for ground??
How many kargils do we yet have to see??
What will our world in the future be??
Will the water in the rivers be blue or red??
Every second person found on dead bed.
Will there ever be a world full of flowers??
Or we have to live with bullet showers?
Wish the world to be a better place,
Where there is a smile on every face.....
This poem is what everyone's heart says today
AFTER THIS VERY HEAVY TO DIGEST POEM...A SMALL LITTLE JOKE.....
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